Jul 09, 2011 10:15
Hitting week three of the Season of the Itch, brought about by exposure to years-old, dead, nearly invisible poison ivy ground vines. (Of course I can spot living plants.) I've decided this should not go on.
The poison ivy is in an area of dense brush and very small baby trees. I'm going to remove everything but the trees and the black raspberry bushes. For this, I have procured:
1. A pair of knee-high Hunter Balmoral wellies
2. A pair of forearm-length 30-mil neoprene gloves
3. Four sets of Tyvek coveralls
So far I'm lucky enough not to react to aerosolized urushiol from ripping out the plants, so I was able to hold off on the full-face respirator. The massacre will occur as soon as we have a cool enough day to do hard labor in all that gear.
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